"How did you even survive alone?" The Queen's voice sounded a little sorry as she imagined what childhood she had. "This cannot be. How can we let my saviour remain nameless? Let me give you a name."
The young lady looked at her, not knowing how to feel about it. After a while, she slowly nodded.
The Queen smiled at her fondly. "As you have been hidden from the world, and to me, you are like a secret that I need to unravel, I'll name you Esther."
"Esther?" the young lady mumbled to herself.
The Queen nodded. "Hmm! Esther! That means 'hidden' or 'secret' in the Old Tongue. There are also other meanings to it, and I believe you will prove those meanings right as time passes."
